the wan light of a Canadian winter
the journal of Michael Werneburg
twenty-eight years and a million words
Halifax, 2004.01.11
This morning I continued unpacking. Charlie called and asked if I wanted to join Andrea, Kerry and him in going to some breakfast place out in the retail suburb, and then go to a flick.
The breakfast was competent, the movie - Big Fish - was fair, and the wan daylight was cold and blue. It's been a rough couple of weeks, and things seem a bit grey.